User blog comment:SalemtheCruel/The Warmblood Games/@comment-3148757-20111012203246

Nexus gets up from his limestone thronechair and begins pacing, the edges of his silken robe dragging along the ground. "You are all creatures of inferior calling and bloodline." He says in a low snarl. "You shall never have the same level of importance on this island as me or one of my captains. Now go. Go and meet your makers; you pitiful scum!" Nexus walks back to Vulcan and snaps his claws ominously.